Andy gives me a jacket of his to conceal my pajama shirt. He then puts on a gray shirt to cover up his bare abdomen. He stumbles a bit while putting on his boots and it makes me apprehensive of him.

I've never done anything like this before. If Jinxx finds out I snuck out in the middle of the night with him, he'll kill us both. Especially since Andy is still injured. Once we're presentable to be seen in public we step outside.

How ironic that I got all dressed up for our date once but now that we are actually doing it I'm in pajamas.

The night is chilly but the jacket is warm. I smile up at him since he's so tall. "What are we even doing?" He smirks back. "I have no idea yet." We hold each other's hands and he starts muttering in that foreign language again. I close my eyes as the swirling wind takes us away.

We're finally back. It's completely dark where we are. I can't see a thing. "Where are we?" Andy asks, basically reading my mind. My eyesight adjusts to the lack of light. Oh no. I recognize this place now. Endless heaps of clothes on the floor, band posters plastered on the walls, and my best friends sound asleep in their beds. We're in my dorm room. If Meg and Lily see us sneaking around they'll freak out.

I look at Andy, put a finger to my lips and point to the sleeping girls. He nods, understandingly and we walk lightly out of the room, not making a sound. We close the door silently and I let out a sigh of relief. Now to make it out of the school. "Should we go down the stairs?" I whisper.

"No," he says. "I have a better idea."

He takes me to the door leading out to the balcony. He hops onto the narrow ledge and holds out his pale hand, practically white in the moonlight, wanting me to take it. He wants to jump.

"Are you insane?" I hiss.

"Clearly."

Wings sprout out of his shoulder blades as he says it. Red, leathery, demon wings. The full moon shines down on him, making him look sinister, mysterious, and strangely beautiful all at the same time. I know I'm going to regret this, I think and mentally roll my eyes. I take his hand. He wraps a protective arm around me and I wrap my hand around the back of his t-shirt. "You ready?" he whispers into my ear, sending a  shiver down my already cold spine. I shake my head but he of course jumps anyways.

I grip him tighter than anything ever before. I dig my fingernails into his back so hard blood might've been drawn. But there's no time to be apologetic when it feels like you're rushing to the ground to meet you death. I grit my teeth so I don't scream. Don't scream. Don't scream.

"Blue?"
"Mhmmm?"
"We're on the ground now. You can open your eyes."
"I don't want to."

Slowly, I open one eye, than the other. "Did we make it?" I ask stupidly.

"Yes."

I look behind me to see the tall gates of the boarding school. I almost shout for joy and then I realize we could possibly still be heard from here. "Were you afraid?" Andy mutters. "Me? Afraid? Nothing scares me," I answer jokingly. Andy grins. "Except heights?"

"Maybe that."

"Blue?"
"Yeah?"
"You can let go of me now."
I don't want to, I repeat in my mind but decide not to say it out loud.

We walk around a cute little shopping center nearby the school, trying to decide what to do. "How bout a movie?" Andy suggests. I like the idea. It makes for a simple date but also sort of romantic. I'm sure there are some midnight showings too. "Anything but a horror movie," I say. We observe some of the posters outside for options.

A lot of the films showing are really sexy and it would be EXTREMELY awkward and uncomfortable to watch.

"How about The Lego Batman Movie?" I half-joke. His eyes light up like a little kid's. "I love batman!" He pushes up the sleeve of his shirt to show a batman tattoo on his bicep.

"Oh my gosh, Andy, you're such a nerd," I giggle. He laughs back. "I know."

Hardly anyone is there when we go inside. An annoyed looking employee gives us our tickets and directs us to the stage we'll be watching it in.

The movie was really good and funny and we both enjoyed it a lot. At one point, Andy asked, "C-can I hold your hand?" He almost sounded nervous. Much different from the fearless boy who jumped off the balcony. Of course I let him have mine and we stayed that way until the end of the film.

When we walk outside, I can see fluffy white flakes descending to the earth. "It's snowing!" I cry out in joy. It was the first snowfall of the year. Andy looks even more surprised than me. "What's snow?" He asks, sounding worried. A flake drifts onto his arm and cautiously shakes it.

"You've never seen snow?" He shakes his head in response. "It won't do any harm. It's perfectly safe, see?" I hold out my tongue to catch a snowflake on the tip and it melts instantly. "Humans eat this stuff?" he says, confused, eyes widening.

"Well, not really," I reply. "Try it." He looks hilarious, sticking his tongue out. Plus really cute, but I'd never say it out loud. "It tastes like nothing," he observes. I giggle. "Oh course not, Andy, it's literally just frozen water. Do you want to get some coffee?" He looks over at a clock on the opposite side of the street. It's 2:03 am. "Is anyone even open?" he points out.

"There's a 24 hour Starbucks around here I think," I explain.

5 minutes later, we're sitting at a table in a vacant Starbucks, drinking high-sugar coffee piled high with whipped cream. A tired looking girl with caramel colored braids leans over the counter, playing on her phone idly. I look up from my drink to see Andy barely stifling a laugh. "What's so funny?" I ask, perplexed. "You have whipped cream on your nose. "He dabs a napkin over my nose, making me blink. Both of us giggle.

"So," I say, swirling a stirrer through my coffee. "Tell me more about your music." A glint flashes in his eyes just like when he talked about his song to me. "I've been into playing music since before my first year of high school," he explains. I take a sip of the coffee, caffeine surging through my veins. "What made you want to pursue a career in music?" I inquire.

"Well, I was bullied a lot in school. Probably because I was just so different from everybody else. I wore rock shirts, listened to metal. Everyone wasn't all that friendly to me. I was really depressed for a long time, but discovering music and writing really helped me get out of the stupid rut I was in." I quietly listen for a minute. "I was actually bullied too. I can relate to you a lot. Except for the part where you play music. I have literally no talent," I tell him. Andy smiles shyly, like he doubts what I'm saying. We both look outside. The snow was already piling on the ground and trees. I guess we'd been here longer than I thought.

An idea comes to mind. "Do you want to play in the snow?" I suggest happily. I sound like a kid but I don't even care.

We step outside into the winter cold. I try to walk forwards but slip on ice. Andy grabs onto my shoulders but he stumbles and we both go down. The world stops for a few seconds. I'm paralyzed, staring into his eyes. I can see little details about him I've never observed before. Like how his irises that have a ring around them is a slightly darker shade of blue.

I push him off, laughing. "Whoops, sorry about that." We lie on the freezing ground, just watching the dark cloudy sky. I form a snowball in my hand and drop it on Andy's face. He jumps like a little cat that sneezed or got scared. I laugh again and so does it. "What was that for?" he says, sitting up and wiping water out of his eyes.

"Nothing," I answer, also sitting up. "I just wanted to throw snow in your face." I get on my feet and help him up. We're face to face again. We're so close. Close enough to almost, almost...

My lips touch his and I instantly jerk away. No, that was an accident! I just ruined the date.

"Andy, I'm so sorry. I  didn't -- oh."

He grabs my face in between his hands roughly and kisses me back. Heat explodes in my chest. I return his kiss and run my fingers through his black hair. Adrenaline rushes through my body. I think we stumble a bit but I hardly notice because my head's so blurry. All I can focus on is Andy. The kiss deepens and I push my body against his. Andy lets one of his hands off of me and pulls something. Snow tumbles down onto my head. I jump back. He pulled a branch from a tree down.

"Andy! What was that for?"

"Nothing," he responds, quirking a crooked grin. "I just wanted to dump snow on your head."

Giving me a taste of my own medicine I see. I wrap my arms around his neck and crush my lips against his. I only stop when I can't quit smiling.

A/n heyoooooo. This was so cute and fluffy and cheesy aaaahhhh. The last part was so awkward to write because 1) I cant write kissing scenes like at all, I dont even know was kissing someone is like. 2) my fam was wth me and I kept worrying someone would see because I hate people looking when I write. Stay happy, not crappy. What'd y'all think? Comments are 110% welcome!!
Chapter published: march 3, 2017
Song:  BITE - Troye Sivan